"Why do you keep staring at your phone for?" Harry asked his voice slurring as he walked over to the bar where Louis had seemed to take up permanent residence. "Pretty sure Liam is tired of fighting men off and would love to dance with his boyfriend."
Louis snarled his nose up as he looked at Harry, "You reek of alcohol," he told him as he shook his head. "And I don't keep staring at my phone."
Harry laughed at Louis' first statement and threw his arm around his neck, "I don't reek of alcohol. I've only had three drinks thank you very much and yes, yes you do keep looking at your phone."
"And is it Jacob's doing that you've had three drinks in the span of an hour?" Louis asked as he crossed his arms. Harry just looked down and blushed. "I swear that guy is only getting you so drunk so he can get in your pants tonight," Louis sighed as he leaned into Harry. "You need to remind him you have a boyfriend."
"But I don't have a boyfriend," Harry pouted as he looked at Louis when Louis leaned into him. "Jacob was my boyfriend and he dumped me but he wants me back. He's been coming by the apartment the past few days and it's kind of sweet."
Louis rolled his eyes at Harry's words, "Okay you don't have a boyfriend but you did tell Jacob you had one," he reminded him and Harry blushed at his words. "Zac is supposedly your boyfriend as far as Jacob is concerned and you need to remind him."
Harry again pouted but this time it was at the mention of Zac, "Zac's been ignoring me," he said though honestly Zac wasn't ignoring him, it wasn't like he had ways to reach Zac but Zac hadn't stopped by the cafe or even by his apartment. "Don't think he wants to keep the ruse up."
"Such a shame," Louis shook his head. "Cause Jacob is just not right for you."
"But I want him," Harry admitted as he felt a hand run across his ass. Moving his arm away from Louis he turned to see Jacob behind him and he smirked.
"Louis," Jacob spoke trying to be nice or at least Harry thought he sounded friendly. "Mind if I borrow Harry for a few?"
Louis curled his nose up, "I have a feeling even if I said no, you'd borrow him anyway."
Sensing the tension Harry heaved a sigh, "You can borrow me," he said maybe a bit too eagerly but he couldn't help it and as Jacob lead him off he was sure he could feel Louis burning daggers into the back of both him and Jacob.
"I don't think Louis likes me," Jacob mused as he walked Harry through the dance floor which was packed with tons of men. "Though I don't see why, it's not like I stole you from him," he said honestly as he finally made it to his destination. He had taken Harry to the back bathrooms where they could have a bit of privacy, even if there were various couples having sex all around them, some not even in the stalls.
"Gee I wonder why he doesn't like you," Harry giggled as he let Jacob back him up against a free part of the wall. "Maybe because you hurt me, yeah."
"But I'm here now to make up for it," Jacob smirked before leaning in and kissing Harry softly on the lips. "If your fake boyfriend doesn't object," he muttered into Harry's mouth.
At the mention of his fake boyfriend, Harry pulled away, "Zac isn't my fake boyfriend," he spoke hoping his tone didn't give away his lie. "He is my boyfriend and you shouldn't be kissing me."
Jacob pursed his lips at Harry's words, "But you liked me kissing you," he smirked and Harry blushed at his words. "And Zac hasn't been around in days so even if he was your real boyfriend what say does he have?"
Harry who had opened his mouth to reply was stopped before he could.
"I have a lot say," Zac's voice sounded and Harry turned his head, pushing Jacob away from him slightly. "I'm his boyfriend after all," he finished as he moved in closer to Harry and pulled Harry away from the wall. "And do you really have no class? Bringing him to a bathroom where everyone is fucking to have sex with him."
Blushing at Zac's words Jacob looked down, "Wouldn't be the first time we fucked in a place as skeezy as this."
"Yeah well Harry's better than that now," Zac spat out and if Harry wasn't going crazy he thought he heard jealousy. "Come on babe," Zac sighed as he pulled Harry out of the bathroom, keeping an arm around his waist.
Harry had to admit he found the whole thing rather hot, especially Zac's protective arm over his waist. "I..I wasn't sure you wanted to keep up the act?" he asked low enough so Zac could hear.
Zac shook his head as he lead Harry out to the crowded dance floor, "Was just confused," he spoke as his grip on Harry went away and he shrugged. "Still confused but Louis guilted me into this."
Laughing Harry turned to face Zac once they were on the dance floor, "Louis huh?" he asked as he slipped his arms around Zac's neck, moving to the music though that meant his crotch was doing a lot of grinding with Zac's though right now it didn't seem Zac minded. "Is he the one who told you were we'd be at?"
"Yeah," Zac confessed as he blushed which Harry thought was cute. "Mentioned it at lunch but then texted me tonight and asked if I was coming. When I agreed he gave me directions."
At Zac's words Harry knew then that explained why Louis had been at the bar with his phone most of the night. He had either been texting Zac or waiting on Zac to show up.
"I'm glad you came," Harry admitted honestly as he kept moving to the music. "I mean you're straight and all so this has to be a blow to your ego," he teased as he leaned his head a bit closer to Zac's.
Zac shook his head and Harry gasped when he felt Zac's arms back around his waist, "It isn't a blow to my ego," he muttered as he rolled his eyes. "It's bar and yes it may be a gay bar but I'm sure straight people come here to sometimes. It doesn't affect me or me being straight," he said and Harry noticed him swallow hard as if saying the last part had hurt for some reason.
Harry didn't say anything though about that, instead he continued to dance with Zac a smirk forming on his lips as he felt Zac's hand drop to his ass. "You trying to cop a feel?" he asked as he let his lips go towards Zac's ear. "Because I'd just let you do it if you asked," he sighed not even caring that he was flirting with Zac.
He was drunk and when he drank he was known to be flirty and affectionate, "It's also a good thing you showed up when you did or I probably would have fucked Jacob in that bathroom," he admitted as he felt his cheeks heat up. "I'm just so damn horny but I get that way when drunk and I miss him."
"You deserve better than a bathroom fuck or at least better than that one," Zac sighed as he shivered slightly and Harry figured it was because of his breath hitting his skin. "And you also need to control your thirst. It can be a bad thing and as for my hand it just slipped," he said before moving it back up towards Harry's waist.
Frowning Harry kissed Zac's ear lobe softly, "Your hand didn't slip," he muttered as he let his hips grind against Zac's again and he smirked feeling that Zac was hard in his jeans. "Your cock wants me," he stated before letting his tongue go out and lick from Zac's earlobe down to his neck.
Zac tasted faintly like sweat and some sort of soap and it really wasn't that bad, "My cock wants you too right now. How about you take me home and make it feel good? I'd let you fuck me in my bathroom just like I gave you a damn good blowjob in that bathroom," he giggled as he kept his lips just inches from Zac's neck. "Probably the best blowjob you had."
"Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Zac asked as he shivered again. "But I'm married so there will be no fucking you in your bathroom."
"You let me suck your cock without caring about your marriage," Harry argued as he lifted his head to look at Zac. "It's not like your wife cares about hers either," he spoke without even thinking first.
Zac raised an eyebrow as he looked at Harry, "What does that mean?" he asked and Harry could tell from his words he was slightly offended. "Trust me she cares and if she knew I was here on our anniversary she'd kill me."
Harry swallowed hard as he looked away from Zac, "I...just ask your brother what that means," he spoke as he shook his head. "I shouldn't have even said anything," he frowned having not known tonight was Zac's anniversary. Hell maybe his wife did love him though despite cheating on him. "I say too much dumb shit when drunk," he rambled as he looked up and pasted on a smile. "Just ask your brother later and forget I said anything."
After saying that, things stayed silent and tense between Harry and Zac even if they did have to put on a show for Jacob who had seemingly chosen then to make his way out to the dance floor with some twink who was making Harry jealous as he danced or grinded on parts of Jacob that Harry swore was his.
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Later that night as everyone left the club, Harry who was being guided out by Zac because he may have had a few more drinks after Jacob's show off with the twink and leaving with the twink sighed, "Whose taking me home if Niall left to go to Zayn's house?" he asked a bit too loudly as he looked at Louis and Liam. "Ya'll don't have enough room in your car and I refuse to sit on Louis' lap even if I have done it before in other ways."
Liam snorted at that but looked at Harry, "Zac's taking you home Harry, remember it was decided when Niall left. He asked Zac to drive you home."
Harry just looked at Liam blankly because no, he didn't remember but if Liam said it then it had to be true because Liam was like the father type of the group. "And Zac isn't drunk? I'll get home in one piece?" he asked Liam, totally ignoring the fact that Zac was the one leading him out of the club.
"I'm not drunk," Zac answered and Harry turned to look at him a smile forming on his lips because god Zac was beautiful when he was angry and Harry only knew he was angry because of his tone. "You'll get home in one piece," he reassured him his tone still coming out angry.
"If you say so beautiful," Harry said and again Liam snorted but no one else spoke as they made it to their respective cars.
Seeing Zac stopping in front of a blue truck Harry just eyed it curiously because he wasn't sure he would be able to get inside on his own but luckily for him after Zac had opened the door he also helped him inside the truck before getting in himself.
As Zac pulled away from the club Harry leaned against the seat and closed his eyes, enjoying the silence even if it made his mind go to Jacob and the twink he left with.
"You think Jacob is having sex with him?" Harry asked randomly though he kept his eyes shut. "Blondes were never his type before and yet tonight he picked a fucking blonde."
"I don't really know and I don't think I care either," Zac said so nonchalant. "But at least he didn't fuck you."
Harry pouted at that, "But he should have," he stated as he opened one eye and turned to look at Zac. "I am hopeless, I love him and I want him to fuck me...or well I would have been fucking him but still."
Seeing Zac clench his fist tighter around the steering wheel, Harry raised an eyebrow though he didn't have a chance to answer before Zac spoke again.
"He's an asshole okay, you don't need to be fucking assholes," Zac started but stopped himself as he shook his head. "Well I mean you can fuck all the assholes you want but not his asshole."
Harry couldn't help but open his other eye as he laughed at that, "You didn't really just say that?" he asked though he knew for a fact that Zac had said it.
Zac shrugged his shoulders, "I did," he confirmed as he turned to give Harry a smile. "You deserve so much better than him Harry. Someone who doesn't treat you like a child or will...will just up and drop everything for you not leave you to go work things out with a husband or pick up twinks just to make you jealous. Your next boyfriend needs to be better than Jacob."
"I don't know anyone better," Harry said sadly. "Don't know someone who would drop everything just for me or chose me over someone else."
Harry saw Zac frown at his words but nothing else was said between them the rest of the way to Harry's apartment and once they got there, Harry was again helped out of the truck and into the apartment by Zac, though Zac didn't even stop there. Zac also helped him down the hallway and into his room.
It was when they were in his room though that Harry was the most surprised because as he started stripping out of his shirt he watched as Zac dropped to his knees and unbuttoned his jeans before unzipping them. "I..I think I'm okay getting undressed," he said as he looked down at Zac and he felt his dick getting harder than what it had been already from their dancing earlier. "I don't think I'm that drunk."
When Zac didn't respond but instead pulled his jeans down Harry just stepped out of them and he chewed his lip, "I umm also..." he started about to tell Zac he also slept naked so that Zac could move if he didn't want to remove his boxer briefs but before he could Zac had pushed those down as well and Harry stepped out of them too, his hard cock now fully exposed.
Half expecting Zac to have moved by then Harry just kept looking down as Zac stayed on his knees staring at his cock like he was mesmerized by it.
"You can get up now," Harry offered as he chewed his lip briefly. "Naked and ready for bed and I'm capable of..." he spoke once again being interrupted as he watched Zac move into him slightly, taking his cock into his mouth and then all Harry was capable of doing was moaning out because fucking hell the hot wet warmth of his mouth felt amazing even in his drunken state.
Letting his hand fall down into Zac's hair, Harry moaned more as he moved his hips slightly as Zac began to move his mouth up and down on his cock.
"Shit," he grunted out loudly as he pulled on Zac's hair and his head fell back as Zac sped up his movements slightly. He swore at any moment his knees were just going to give out and he'd fall down because of how good Zac was making him feel with this surprise blowjob. "Thought you couldn't fool around with me because you're married," he spoke harshly stating Zac's words from earlier.
When Zac pulled his mouth away to answer him Harry whimpered until he felt Zac's hand taking over for a bit.
"Seeing your cock made me change my mind," Zac shrugged so innocently but Harry could see in his eyes that there was something else in his words. "I just couldn't stop myself from sucking what demanded to be sucked," he continued before putting his mouth back to work.
Harry again moaned as Zac went back to work and he pulled the other man's hair harder this time and once again his head fell back as Zac kept working him over with his mouth and before he knew it he was getting close to the edge of coming.
"I'm close," he warned just in case Zac wanted to move but apparently he hadn't wanted to move because Zac stayed planted on his knees, his mouth moving up and down Harry's cock faster now.
Opening his eyes he pulled Zac's hair just a bit harder as he felt his hips start to move again and then they stopped as he came into Zac's mouth and he just grunted then because there was no right words to say.
When Zac finally moved away and stood up Harry just looked at him, feeling completely vulnerable in front of the man who had just sucked his cock. No words were said though, instead Zac just leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips before pulling away and leaving and as Harry watched him he felt even more vulnerable and he also kind of felt slightly bad because he hadn't had a chance to pay Zac back and Zac had to be hard and he should have went after him but he didn't.
No, Harry went over to his bed and collapsed on it with a smile soon forming on his lips as he felt butterflies forming in his stomach. Zac had given him a blowjob and then kissed him after. At least it was a bit better than him declaring he was straight and running off after the bathroom blowjob Harry had give him.
Louis snarled his nose up as he looked at Harry, "You reek of alcohol," he told him as he shook his head. "And I don't keep staring at my phone."
Harry laughed at Louis' first statement and threw his arm around his neck, "I don't reek of alcohol. I've only had three drinks thank you very much and yes, yes you do keep looking at your phone."
"And is it Jacob's doing that you've had three drinks in the span of an hour?" Louis asked as he crossed his arms. Harry just looked down and blushed. "I swear that guy is only getting you so drunk so he can get in your pants tonight," Louis sighed as he leaned into Harry. "You need to remind him you have a boyfriend."
"But I don't have a boyfriend," Harry pouted as he looked at Louis when Louis leaned into him. "Jacob was my boyfriend and he dumped me but he wants me back. He's been coming by the apartment the past few days and it's kind of sweet."
Louis rolled his eyes at Harry's words, "Okay you don't have a boyfriend but you did tell Jacob you had one," he reminded him and Harry blushed at his words. "Zac is supposedly your boyfriend as far as Jacob is concerned and you need to remind him."
Harry again pouted but this time it was at the mention of Zac, "Zac's been ignoring me," he said though honestly Zac wasn't ignoring him, it wasn't like he had ways to reach Zac but Zac hadn't stopped by the cafe or even by his apartment. "Don't think he wants to keep the ruse up."
"Such a shame," Louis shook his head. "Cause Jacob is just not right for you."
"But I want him," Harry admitted as he felt a hand run across his ass. Moving his arm away from Louis he turned to see Jacob behind him and he smirked.
"Louis," Jacob spoke trying to be nice or at least Harry thought he sounded friendly. "Mind if I borrow Harry for a few?"
Louis curled his nose up, "I have a feeling even if I said no, you'd borrow him anyway."
Sensing the tension Harry heaved a sigh, "You can borrow me," he said maybe a bit too eagerly but he couldn't help it and as Jacob lead him off he was sure he could feel Louis burning daggers into the back of both him and Jacob.
"I don't think Louis likes me," Jacob mused as he walked Harry through the dance floor which was packed with tons of men. "Though I don't see why, it's not like I stole you from him," he said honestly as he finally made it to his destination. He had taken Harry to the back bathrooms where they could have a bit of privacy, even if there were various couples having sex all around them, some not even in the stalls.
"Gee I wonder why he doesn't like you," Harry giggled as he let Jacob back him up against a free part of the wall. "Maybe because you hurt me, yeah."
"But I'm here now to make up for it," Jacob smirked before leaning in and kissing Harry softly on the lips. "If your fake boyfriend doesn't object," he muttered into Harry's mouth.
At the mention of his fake boyfriend, Harry pulled away, "Zac isn't my fake boyfriend," he spoke hoping his tone didn't give away his lie. "He is my boyfriend and you shouldn't be kissing me."
Jacob pursed his lips at Harry's words, "But you liked me kissing you," he smirked and Harry blushed at his words. "And Zac hasn't been around in days so even if he was your real boyfriend what say does he have?"
Harry who had opened his mouth to reply was stopped before he could.
"I have a lot say," Zac's voice sounded and Harry turned his head, pushing Jacob away from him slightly. "I'm his boyfriend after all," he finished as he moved in closer to Harry and pulled Harry away from the wall. "And do you really have no class? Bringing him to a bathroom where everyone is fucking to have sex with him."
Blushing at Zac's words Jacob looked down, "Wouldn't be the first time we fucked in a place as skeezy as this."
"Yeah well Harry's better than that now," Zac spat out and if Harry wasn't going crazy he thought he heard jealousy. "Come on babe," Zac sighed as he pulled Harry out of the bathroom, keeping an arm around his waist.
Harry had to admit he found the whole thing rather hot, especially Zac's protective arm over his waist. "I..I wasn't sure you wanted to keep up the act?" he asked low enough so Zac could hear.
Zac shook his head as he lead Harry out to the crowded dance floor, "Was just confused," he spoke as his grip on Harry went away and he shrugged. "Still confused but Louis guilted me into this."
Laughing Harry turned to face Zac once they were on the dance floor, "Louis huh?" he asked as he slipped his arms around Zac's neck, moving to the music though that meant his crotch was doing a lot of grinding with Zac's though right now it didn't seem Zac minded. "Is he the one who told you were we'd be at?"
"Yeah," Zac confessed as he blushed which Harry thought was cute. "Mentioned it at lunch but then texted me tonight and asked if I was coming. When I agreed he gave me directions."
At Zac's words Harry knew then that explained why Louis had been at the bar with his phone most of the night. He had either been texting Zac or waiting on Zac to show up.
"I'm glad you came," Harry admitted honestly as he kept moving to the music. "I mean you're straight and all so this has to be a blow to your ego," he teased as he leaned his head a bit closer to Zac's.
Zac shook his head and Harry gasped when he felt Zac's arms back around his waist, "It isn't a blow to my ego," he muttered as he rolled his eyes. "It's bar and yes it may be a gay bar but I'm sure straight people come here to sometimes. It doesn't affect me or me being straight," he said and Harry noticed him swallow hard as if saying the last part had hurt for some reason.
Harry didn't say anything though about that, instead he continued to dance with Zac a smirk forming on his lips as he felt Zac's hand drop to his ass. "You trying to cop a feel?" he asked as he let his lips go towards Zac's ear. "Because I'd just let you do it if you asked," he sighed not even caring that he was flirting with Zac.
He was drunk and when he drank he was known to be flirty and affectionate, "It's also a good thing you showed up when you did or I probably would have fucked Jacob in that bathroom," he admitted as he felt his cheeks heat up. "I'm just so damn horny but I get that way when drunk and I miss him."
"You deserve better than a bathroom fuck or at least better than that one," Zac sighed as he shivered slightly and Harry figured it was because of his breath hitting his skin. "And you also need to control your thirst. It can be a bad thing and as for my hand it just slipped," he said before moving it back up towards Harry's waist.
Frowning Harry kissed Zac's ear lobe softly, "Your hand didn't slip," he muttered as he let his hips grind against Zac's again and he smirked feeling that Zac was hard in his jeans. "Your cock wants me," he stated before letting his tongue go out and lick from Zac's earlobe down to his neck.
Zac tasted faintly like sweat and some sort of soap and it really wasn't that bad, "My cock wants you too right now. How about you take me home and make it feel good? I'd let you fuck me in my bathroom just like I gave you a damn good blowjob in that bathroom," he giggled as he kept his lips just inches from Zac's neck. "Probably the best blowjob you had."
"Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Zac asked as he shivered again. "But I'm married so there will be no fucking you in your bathroom."
"You let me suck your cock without caring about your marriage," Harry argued as he lifted his head to look at Zac. "It's not like your wife cares about hers either," he spoke without even thinking first.
Zac raised an eyebrow as he looked at Harry, "What does that mean?" he asked and Harry could tell from his words he was slightly offended. "Trust me she cares and if she knew I was here on our anniversary she'd kill me."
Harry swallowed hard as he looked away from Zac, "I...just ask your brother what that means," he spoke as he shook his head. "I shouldn't have even said anything," he frowned having not known tonight was Zac's anniversary. Hell maybe his wife did love him though despite cheating on him. "I say too much dumb shit when drunk," he rambled as he looked up and pasted on a smile. "Just ask your brother later and forget I said anything."
After saying that, things stayed silent and tense between Harry and Zac even if they did have to put on a show for Jacob who had seemingly chosen then to make his way out to the dance floor with some twink who was making Harry jealous as he danced or grinded on parts of Jacob that Harry swore was his.
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Later that night as everyone left the club, Harry who was being guided out by Zac because he may have had a few more drinks after Jacob's show off with the twink and leaving with the twink sighed, "Whose taking me home if Niall left to go to Zayn's house?" he asked a bit too loudly as he looked at Louis and Liam. "Ya'll don't have enough room in your car and I refuse to sit on Louis' lap even if I have done it before in other ways."
Liam snorted at that but looked at Harry, "Zac's taking you home Harry, remember it was decided when Niall left. He asked Zac to drive you home."
Harry just looked at Liam blankly because no, he didn't remember but if Liam said it then it had to be true because Liam was like the father type of the group. "And Zac isn't drunk? I'll get home in one piece?" he asked Liam, totally ignoring the fact that Zac was the one leading him out of the club.
"I'm not drunk," Zac answered and Harry turned to look at him a smile forming on his lips because god Zac was beautiful when he was angry and Harry only knew he was angry because of his tone. "You'll get home in one piece," he reassured him his tone still coming out angry.
"If you say so beautiful," Harry said and again Liam snorted but no one else spoke as they made it to their respective cars.
Seeing Zac stopping in front of a blue truck Harry just eyed it curiously because he wasn't sure he would be able to get inside on his own but luckily for him after Zac had opened the door he also helped him inside the truck before getting in himself.
As Zac pulled away from the club Harry leaned against the seat and closed his eyes, enjoying the silence even if it made his mind go to Jacob and the twink he left with.
"You think Jacob is having sex with him?" Harry asked randomly though he kept his eyes shut. "Blondes were never his type before and yet tonight he picked a fucking blonde."
"I don't really know and I don't think I care either," Zac said so nonchalant. "But at least he didn't fuck you."
Harry pouted at that, "But he should have," he stated as he opened one eye and turned to look at Zac. "I am hopeless, I love him and I want him to fuck me...or well I would have been fucking him but still."
Seeing Zac clench his fist tighter around the steering wheel, Harry raised an eyebrow though he didn't have a chance to answer before Zac spoke again.
"He's an asshole okay, you don't need to be fucking assholes," Zac started but stopped himself as he shook his head. "Well I mean you can fuck all the assholes you want but not his asshole."
Harry couldn't help but open his other eye as he laughed at that, "You didn't really just say that?" he asked though he knew for a fact that Zac had said it.
Zac shrugged his shoulders, "I did," he confirmed as he turned to give Harry a smile. "You deserve so much better than him Harry. Someone who doesn't treat you like a child or will...will just up and drop everything for you not leave you to go work things out with a husband or pick up twinks just to make you jealous. Your next boyfriend needs to be better than Jacob."
"I don't know anyone better," Harry said sadly. "Don't know someone who would drop everything just for me or chose me over someone else."
Harry saw Zac frown at his words but nothing else was said between them the rest of the way to Harry's apartment and once they got there, Harry was again helped out of the truck and into the apartment by Zac, though Zac didn't even stop there. Zac also helped him down the hallway and into his room.
It was when they were in his room though that Harry was the most surprised because as he started stripping out of his shirt he watched as Zac dropped to his knees and unbuttoned his jeans before unzipping them. "I..I think I'm okay getting undressed," he said as he looked down at Zac and he felt his dick getting harder than what it had been already from their dancing earlier. "I don't think I'm that drunk."
When Zac didn't respond but instead pulled his jeans down Harry just stepped out of them and he chewed his lip, "I umm also..." he started about to tell Zac he also slept naked so that Zac could move if he didn't want to remove his boxer briefs but before he could Zac had pushed those down as well and Harry stepped out of them too, his hard cock now fully exposed.
Half expecting Zac to have moved by then Harry just kept looking down as Zac stayed on his knees staring at his cock like he was mesmerized by it.
"You can get up now," Harry offered as he chewed his lip briefly. "Naked and ready for bed and I'm capable of..." he spoke once again being interrupted as he watched Zac move into him slightly, taking his cock into his mouth and then all Harry was capable of doing was moaning out because fucking hell the hot wet warmth of his mouth felt amazing even in his drunken state.
Letting his hand fall down into Zac's hair, Harry moaned more as he moved his hips slightly as Zac began to move his mouth up and down on his cock.
"Shit," he grunted out loudly as he pulled on Zac's hair and his head fell back as Zac sped up his movements slightly. He swore at any moment his knees were just going to give out and he'd fall down because of how good Zac was making him feel with this surprise blowjob. "Thought you couldn't fool around with me because you're married," he spoke harshly stating Zac's words from earlier.
When Zac pulled his mouth away to answer him Harry whimpered until he felt Zac's hand taking over for a bit.
"Seeing your cock made me change my mind," Zac shrugged so innocently but Harry could see in his eyes that there was something else in his words. "I just couldn't stop myself from sucking what demanded to be sucked," he continued before putting his mouth back to work.
Harry again moaned as Zac went back to work and he pulled the other man's hair harder this time and once again his head fell back as Zac kept working him over with his mouth and before he knew it he was getting close to the edge of coming.
"I'm close," he warned just in case Zac wanted to move but apparently he hadn't wanted to move because Zac stayed planted on his knees, his mouth moving up and down Harry's cock faster now.
Opening his eyes he pulled Zac's hair just a bit harder as he felt his hips start to move again and then they stopped as he came into Zac's mouth and he just grunted then because there was no right words to say.
When Zac finally moved away and stood up Harry just looked at him, feeling completely vulnerable in front of the man who had just sucked his cock. No words were said though, instead Zac just leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips before pulling away and leaving and as Harry watched him he felt even more vulnerable and he also kind of felt slightly bad because he hadn't had a chance to pay Zac back and Zac had to be hard and he should have went after him but he didn't.
No, Harry went over to his bed and collapsed on it with a smile soon forming on his lips as he felt butterflies forming in his stomach. Zac had given him a blowjob and then kissed him after. At least it was a bit better than him declaring he was straight and running off after the bathroom blowjob Harry had give him.